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sousa WE CAN DO IT! motto hatena darakedeikō
fushigi eno tobira wa me no mae ni aru
kono sekaijuu ga WONDER LAND
bokura wa mo sudeni WONDER ringū
doki doki ga waku waku ni nattara WONDER furujan

jibuntte dare darō? riarutte nan darō?
ashita wa doushite mienain darō?
koukishin no bun dake leberu UP shiteku
kimi to boku no EVERYDAY sutetamon janai deshō?

jinsei wa shugyou nari

dakara WE CAN MAKE IT motto hatena sagashi ni ikō
arifureta kotaeja gaman dekinai

mahoō ni kakatta WONDER LIFE bokura no mirai wa WONDER ringū.
shitai koto shite ikiteru houga ganbarerujan!

kokorotte doko darou?
aijootte nan darou?
kisu wa ne dooshite setsunain darou?
misuteriasu na toko ga gyaku ni tsubo nan desu
kimi ga kureta Everyday
doo surya iin deshou?
jinsei wa seishun nari !

tsumari WE CAN DO IT !
motto hatena de koi o shiyou!
yokubari na haato ga moo tomaranai
omoi omowarete Wonder love
deaeta koto sae Wonder ringu !!!
dokidoki de raburabu ni naretara
Wonder furu jan ! JUMP

doushite Sense of Wonder
oshiete Sense of Wonder
jinsei wa subarashii

sousa WE CAN DO IT! motto hatena darakedeikō
fushigi eno tobira wa me no mae ni aru
kono sekaijuu ga WONDER LAND
bokura wa mo sudeni WONDER ringū
doki doki ga waku waku ni nattara WONDER furujan

LALALA WE CAN MAKE IT motto hatena sagashi ni ikou
LALALA WE CAN DO IT motto hatena de koi shiyou

LET'S WONDERING!
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I paused outside the door, wondering if what I was doing was okay. The boys said it was, sure, but I was still nervous. Maybe I should've brought my brother along, or at least Lucy or Erza. I needed someone to calm my nerves.
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Oh, well. Here goes, I thought, pushing open the wooden door.
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"WELCOME TO SABERTOOTH, AKARI!!!!!" the wizards all shouted at me. I blinked, confused, and looked around. All the members of the Sabertooth guild had strung up a banner with the same message they had screamed, and the guild hall was decorated as if to host a party.
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"Wh-what's all this? Where are Sting and Rogue?" I stammered, understandably confused.
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My question was answered a moment later when two blurs attacked me in a hug. "Riri! You came!" the White Dragon exclaimed, pulling back to grin at me. His blue eyes gleamed in the light streaming in from outside.
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"Of course I did. What made you think I wouldn't?"
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"Well, we were jerks to you when we reunited. We figured you'd try to get us back for that," Rogue replied, his black hair covering one of his eyes. I blushed, realizing he was probably right, as I had considered it. But, in my determination to reconcile our relationship, I had decided to come.
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The Twin Dragons of Sabertooth squeezed my hands and smiled at me. I murmured, "You didn't have to do all this for me."
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"Silly Riri, of course we had to!" Sting just smiled and ruffled my hair, damn him. He was at least a head taller than I was, just like Rogue was.
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"We're your best friends," the Shadow Dragon finished, giving me a rare smile. Frosch peeked over his shoulder and waved to me, and Lector appeared on Sting's shoulder.
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As I stood with the two Exceeds and the two Dragon Slayers, I smiled and laughed, wondering if maybe my home wasn't just limited to Fairy Tail.
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Glancing around, all I can see was a white glow. Is this heaven? Purgatory? Is this a dream, or am I actually dead?
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Well, I suppose I could've had a worse life. Sure, the love of my life died without knowing how I felt about her, and my wife left my daughter and I alone, but that was okay. My baby girl's all grown up and married with three beautiful children. I couldn't be more proud.
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But now I'm starting to get worried. Will I be stuck roaming this place forever? Just as I think this, a large gate appears in the distance. It is slate gray with wrought iron, resembling the gates of old castles.
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Someone is waiting in the entrance. It's a girl in a long, flowing white dress, with a clear halo hovering above her head. Her waist-length, chestnut brown hair falls perfectly around her shoulders, and--
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Hold on a second.
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Amber.
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I squint, trying to confirm, and when she turns around, I'm met with dark blue eyes that I have memorized to this day.
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It's Amber.
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Amber, who died at age eighteen.
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Amber, who taught me how to trust people again.
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Amber, the girl I named my daughter after.
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She's here. With me.
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"Kenny," she called, using the nickname I haven't heard her voice say in seventy years. 
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Without answering her, I run toward her, and with a smirk, she does the same. She jumps and flies into my arms, and we stand there, hugging and crying, happy to be reunited.
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"I missed you, Kenny," she whispers.
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"Same here," I breath, burying my face in her hair.
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After a few moments, she pulls away. Her gaze darts over my face, taking in every detail. I look down and realize that I'm my nineteen-year-old self again, instead of eighty-nine.
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"You know," she began, "you're late. Sammy and April got here a couple months ago."
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"I know," I murmured, too happy to care about who died before me.
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Amber gives me a bright, knowing smile. "C'mon, Kenny." She starts to drag me along a path I hadn't noticed before.
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"Where are we going?"
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"Where do you think?" she responds, her stunning smile still lighting up the world around her. Looking back at me, she finishes, "We're going home."
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